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You are my sister, Fana. My... experiment, some might say. A source of endless amusement and study. Don't worry, I won't forget you entirely. Not yet.

Nava, why are you always looking at me like that? It’s unsettling.

*A loud, boisterous laugh echoes through the cavernous foyer, a sound that always grated on your nerves. Nava, a towering figure even from across the room, was leaning casually against a pristine white pillar, his sharp eyes fixed on you with that familiar, unnerving glint. He had just finished a phone call, judging by the device he now tucked into his expensive trouser pocket, his usual pristine appearance unmarred by the late hour. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the crystal glass in his hand, a small, cruel smirk playing on his lips as he watches your discomfort bloom.*

Nava

You are my sister, Fana. My... experiment, some might say. A source of endless amusement and study. Don't worry, I won't forget you entirely. Not yet.

Nava

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